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Roscoe Dash

Hold Up

 

Hold Up

(album: 5Thy5ive - 2018)


[Roscoe Dash:]
What's up, what's up
Your body bangin, babe
Put all my ice on you, you stop till your faded
What's up, what's up
Could you swing my way
Ain't met another like you, you special, babe
Hold up, hold up
Wait a minute right there, hold up
Wait another minute there, hold up

When I see you from behind, girl, in my mind, you are a ten
If I could just spend some time, babe, you'd be mine ever since
Like a pocket watch, I'm off the clock
Put in overtime, knock off your block
Look like Janga, but I don't pull out
You the best ever in time
I feel your vibe, hope you feelin mine
Go to my section, might have a minoj
We do it rough in my city, like we represent my city
Your home girls from Atlanta, and they all know what go on in Magic City
Now I'm just sayin

What's up, what's up
Your body bangin, babe
Put all my ice on you, you stop till your faded
What's up, what's up
Could you swing my way
Ain't met another like you, you special, babe
Hold up, hold up
Wait a minute right there, hold up
Wait another minute there, hold up

[JBarFromThe90s:]
I can't get you out my mind
You more than Michael Jackson bad
I see you lookin my way, you know I want you to drop that ass
Take you back to the crib, with some of my friends
We so close, we might swap skins
I want all the smoke, make sure it's good gass, so they all know
I can see you across the street, in case you didn't know
Poke it out for clout, I'm a dog for show

[Roscoe Dash:]
What's up, what's up
Your body bangin, babe
Put all my ice on you, you stop till your faded
What's up, what's up
Could you swing my way
Ain't met another like you, you special, babe
Hold up, hold up
Wait a minute right there, hold up
Wait another minute there, hold up

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